And humans, who by my reasoning had less ground than I to think anything they did might matter in any real way, did far more. They traveled. They changed the landscape in large and small ways. They put plans in motion that they knew they would not see completed - plans that would benefit not them but their children and their grandchildren. When I - I had kept myself clear of dirt and leaves and snow. Perhaps the length of one's life was not important - except in the way it is to so many living beings, desperate to avoid death. Perhaps, long or short, it mattered how one spent that time.